The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 695 A Powerful Father-Son Duo

After all, he took frivolity from Leng Yichen's arms, hugged her in his arms and looked at him carefully.

The ink-like eyes are wide open, looking at Lan Zihan, there are smiles on her small face, she doesn't look like she is going to sleep.

"Are you hungry?" Lan Zihan looked at Qing Kuang's appearance, and said to herself, holding Qing Kuang in her arms and sitting on the bed to feed him.

Not to mention, frivolous is really hungry, he keeps sucking and sucking with his small mouth.

Leng Yichen at the side saw it, narrowed his deep and deep eyes slightly, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, seeing that kid like this, his heart was itching again with anger, damn it, it was his welfare.

Frivolous seemed to know what Leng Yichen was thinking, closed his eyes and sucked unconsciously, grabbed another welfare with one small hand, and played with it unconsciously.

Leng Yichen's eyes were half-closed, a sense of coldness rose from his body, and then he suppressed it again. He stepped forward quickly, and said dotingly to Lan Zihan, "Han, he's full, it's time to sleep."

After speaking, he passed the frivolous girl who was still drinking milk from her arms, turned around and put him in the cradle.

I thought to myself, damn it, I can't cure you anymore.

As soon as Qingkuang entered the cradle, he burst into tears, and the tears rolled down his cheeks.

It was a small face carved in pink and jade, but at this moment, those ink-like eyes were full of grievances, tears kept rolling down, and the smiling face was crying so pitifully.

Leng Yichen half-closed his eyes, angry, he endured it, the boy can pretend, right, he said to Leng frivolously: "As the son of this king, still crying, you are worthless."

The frivolous who was still crying seemed to understand Leng Yichen's words, and he really stopped crying, his black pupils were full of tears, but the tears did not fall again, and there was no sound from his small mouth, it was beautiful Dan Feng blinked at Leng Yichen, with a little crystal liquid hanging on it.

Leng Yichen's heart moved slightly, his big hand gently stroked his frivolous cheeks, wiped away the remaining tears on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Sleep quietly, I will take you out to play tomorrow."

The tone is still so tough, but as long as you listen carefully, you will hear the meaning of doting inside.

He is domineering and strong, this is an unchangeable fact, but he will not be cold in front of his family.

The little man in front of him is his son, and he will not do anything to him, nor will he treat him with cold words.

Xiao frivolously sniffed, turned his head to the side, closed his eyes and fell asleep arrogantly, and resolutely stopped looking at Leng Yichen.

That little appearance seems to be saying, sleep when you sleep, get out of the way quickly, I can't sleep watching you.

There are three black lines on Leng Yichen's forehead, brat.

Lan Zihan, who had been watching the two father and son get along with each other, couldn't help laughing, seeing Leng Yichen's childish and cute behavior, and seeing Xiao frivolous' cute and hilarious side, her heart softened.

Leng Yichen got up, walked to the bed, looked at the smile in Lan Zihan's phoenix eyes, and the corner of his lips curled up: "Little guy, you have to educate the child like me, you can't pamper him." That serious look, It's really true.

Lan Zihan raised her eyebrows, and looked at Leng Yichen jokingly: "Really?" She didn't indulge the little frivolity, didn't she know what this guy was thinking.

Leng Yichen nodded seriously, sat on the edge of the bed and directly hugged Lan Zihan into his arms, threw himself on the big bed, caressed his welfare with his big hand, raised his eyebrows: "It seems to have grown bigger."

(End of this chapter)